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Laugh-it-OutThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. posted this thread...
Jun. 17, 2013 at 7:11 pm

Here's how this works                                                  
I give you a writing prompt and you create a long or short poem based on it.
Rules:
There are none! Just write!
Winner: I read 6 pieces
2nd Place: I read 4 pieces
3rd Place: I read 2 pieces.
I will take 10 submissions so let's go!

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Laugh-it-OutThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Jun. 17, 2013 at 7:12 pm

Writing prompt:
You have just left your old school and all of your friends behind. You are, sad, upset, and frustrated with this unfair world. Ok, GO!

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BrisaThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Jun. 19, 2013 at 8:44 pm

Home

people say home is where the heart is
and mine is not here, nor will it ever be
i miss the mountains, the trees
the smiles and laughter of people
i've known since i was four feet tall.
why anyone would live here is a damn
mystery to me, this brick and steel and
chain link jungle
where i can't feel the wind.
we had to give abbie away
because
rottweilers don't do well
in apartments.
we put bear down because he was just too old.
i cried
i'm still crying
quietly on this yellow bus, on the way
to a concrete institution full of
souls and faces i don't want to know.
they have tried to cage me and my family
in this place
i think they will try to break my spirit
make me call this place home.
they can sure as hell try, but
this
is not
my home.

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IndigoIsaColor replied...
Jul. 11, 2013 at 7:45 pm

Gone Away
 
Trying to stay there
When my body is now here
It's not quite The End...

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WaistbandThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Jul. 14, 2013 at 2:16 am

Departed
Away. Far away. That is where my heart lies. Its where my life is. Everything laid out before me is worthless in comparison. Trash compared to the jewel of which I came from. All of the laughter I used to share. All of the happiness that I used to have. All drained away and lost in the past. Only memories are left. The only things that they can not take from me. But they will one day fade and there is no way to replenish them with what used to be. All of that is gone. All that I once cared about has been torn away. Pulled away into a void of nothingness. Everyone I once called my friend left behind. The world grows forever larger the farther I go. Seperating us even more. Nothing matters but that which I have left behind. I yearn for nothing more to have that back. And more I silently plead in my head that this is just a terrible nightmare as I stare out the back window and a tear rolls down my cheek.

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Carl_ replied...
Sept. 8, 2013 at 8:15 pm

Tears run down my face.
I tried to run
but, I lost the race.
My life here is done.
My friends by grace
shine like the sun.
I wish I wasn't leaving 
my parents keep decieving
my thoughts, ideas, and hope
all summed up as pride 
get ripped up and thrown to the despair inside
if only I knew how to stop this 
this is my home
the place where I never feel alone
but, right now my heart is turning to stone.

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MckayThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Sept. 16, 2013 at 9:52 pm

Vicarage boy
but a scrapper man
Son of man
but father of lies
loving me
hating me
always talking about valor
but in your heart 
dwells fear
fear of who
of them
of us
of you
and all that's in you
refusing to accept it
embracing death
rather than facing the world
unflinching and brave
"F*ck you!," you yell
when you know I love you
"It meant nothing to me;
the surroundings lead me to this!"
degrading me
hating me
refusing me
i am the rubbish 
you want to discard forever
i am the fiflth 
from which death will save you
it's bravery to face the world with your principles
but it's cowardice to accept death as a lover
while refusing the one you love the most
 
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I wrote this today right now. It's kinda based off my feelings for The Absolutist by John Boyne. READ IT! It's...ugh...I can't even...it's amazing. Hope you like it. (It's not really my best.)

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AramisThis teenager is a 'regular' and has contributed a lot of work, comments and/or forum posts, and has received many votes and high ratings over a long period of time. replied...
Oct. 17, 2013 at 8:37 pm

Once upon a time,
There was an angel.
He was smart, and he was strong-
He never let people see him cry.
But one day, his wings snapped-
 
He spiraled down, and down,
Into the land of gray and dark.
He searched among the rabid hordes,
Looking for life and love,
And someone to mend his snapped wings.
 
He trudged on,
looking at the sky,
Wishing he could fly-
The angel could see the light,
But the dour earth syphoned him back down.
 
The angel kept on walking,
Bravely seeking love,
And a life in his new world-
He strived, searching for a home.
But the virulent words of the masses,
Shattered his resolve-
 
Then, he crawled his withered body,
And forlorn soul,
Upon a wilting lily.
The lilly was his only source of joy,
For it grew under the only ray of sunshine left.
 
Then the rabid hordes came-
And they trampled the Angel,
-and his lily.
The angel was broken,
He wept.
His eyes were hollow,
Because he could no longer see any light.
 
The Angel stumbled along,
Scanning the sky for the sun,
But he couldn’t see it.
Day and night lost all context for the angel-
He had peace nor sleep in either.
 
So he finally he discovered the cure-
Oh yes, the angel found a solution!
He used all his wit,
To find a way to maybe see the light,
He had to close out the darkness.
 
So, warily, he dragged his withered, twisted shell,
To a rabid man,
And begged for help-
But in vain. The rabid man’s words only produced a dagger-
Not a light.
 
He screamed and screamed,
And screamed.
This angel was the one casting the clouds!
The angel was the source of darkness!
He was a curse on the land-
 
So the angel dejectedly reproached the grave,
Of his lilly-
His ray of hope-
And slept.
But the angel’s dreams where as dark as his life-
 
Surrounded, and out of help,
The angel searched for a sign in the sky-
He didn’t find one.
So he took the man’s dagger,
And let his blood stain the wretched earth-  
 
His eyes began to glaze-
The angel didn’t know what was on the other side-
He hoped it was light,
Or elysium.
But anything was better than the dark he was in.
 
The rabid hordes discovered his corpse.
He was so young!
He needed guidance from the stain glass!
Why didn’t he reach out!
Then they marched away, clad in storm clouds-

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kookaburra21 replied...
Nov. 5, 2013 at 6:17 pm

Gone
 
Gone.
my school
my house
my friends
Gone.
my life
the sadness
extracts itself from my stomach
like poison
It comes out of my mouth
in a gut-wrenching sob.
I'm crying
I cannot stop
all I've ever know
Gone.
I run
away
anywhere
I have to be alone
tears stream down my cheeks
like raindrops,
but they burn
like acid
everything
Gone.
then anger rises in me
like a snake
ready to strike
my sadness is now my venom
I'll use it to take my revenge
they will feel my pain
my hurt
my sadness
I shake myself to reality
Who will feel my pain and sadness?
My father because his new job made us move?
His company because they moved him?
the poison sinks back down into my stomach
burning more than ever
a wail rises in my throat
but it never leaves
it doesn't matter
my pain is mine
my hurt is mine
my sadness is mine
and everything I use to have is
Gone.
 

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